Текст песни Народны альбом - 07. Кантрабандыст

Here, at the boundary
stone tower
iron doors
Locks and bolts
secret traps
underground shelters
silent masks
The faces of protection
They are the heart and soul
braided wire
And current blood poisoned

And smuggler
blue eyes
He works every night
Does dark matter
break the rules
And Criminal Law
Across the border drags
smuggled goods

And smuggler
nerves of steel
He plays in the dark
The dangerous game
And predatory bullet
eagerly waiting
To finally meet
To drink blood

Yes, the smuggler
There are bullet order
He is not afraid of conspiracy
And the secret traps
Not afraid of the judges he
He is not afraid of the lattice
It is because of the lattice home
All the same, he will flee

After all, the smuggler
There are tattooed on the heart
There are keys and the needle
And kazhanavy wings
He prison bars
That key unlocks
And disappears in the dark
Without saying Goodbye